Looking back over the entire battle, Pei Ling realized that he had won for two reasons. First, his foundations were stronger than He Fuqiong's. Myriad Tribulation Deity Transformation, Great Dao Void Return, perfect Dao integration... In terms of power alone, He Fuqiong was nowhere near his level!
Second, he had experience from previously facing Suzhen Heaven's Immovable Heaven Seal, allowing him to quickly find a way to counter it...
His master, Yao Qingying, had arranged the order of his challenges with far-reaching intentions...
As he pondered this, the system-controlled Pei Ling pulled the Nine Souls Blade from the ground and returned it to the sheath on his back with a reverse grip. The power of heaven and earth, drawn from across the entire Cold Abyss Sword Sect, poured into Pei Ling like a surging river, and the wounds on his body began to heal bit by bit.
Immediately afterward, Pei Ling shot into the air, transforming into a streak of fierce Bloodlight as he sped away from Five-Color Valley.
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Outside Five-Color Valley.
Four enormous furrows had appeared among the once densely wooded trees. Countless plants had been crushed, and birds and beasts had scattered in terror. Amid the fresh fragrance drifting from the damaged vegetation, cultivators from the four sects crawled out from beneath broken branches and fallen leaves. Their breathing was slightly ragged, and they had all suffered minor injuries.
They had been watching the battle from the air outside the valley, very far from Pei Ling and He Fuqiong. They hadn't expected the two of them to unleash such a devastating strike that it would reach so far.
Fortunately, Five-Color Valley was an uninhabited wilderness.
Had the battlefield been in a bustling region, countless lives would have been lost by now...
As thoughts raced through their minds,